Seated Forgetting to Seek Dao
After walking through the lush forest, past the flowing river, past the lonely days, and past one desolate town after another, they finally arrived at their destination, Handan.
At that time, although Handan had been incorporated into the territory of Qin after the fall of Zhao, a group of people had gathered to worship the Mohist school of thought, reflecting its spirit of universal love, non-aggression, respect for the same, respect for the wise, non-fate, and so on. They believed that all humans were born equal, that they should help and love each other, that they should oppose wars of aggression, and that they should choose the wise and able regardless of their status.
This group of Mohist children, known as Mohist, had formed an army of their own. They were disciplined and independent of any country's forces. They ran for the peace of the world and became a huge threat to the King of Qin's annexation of the world. This was because the situation in the world had settled down. Handan, which was close to Qi State, had become the base of the Mo Army. They were waiting for an opportunity to move, ready to prevent Qi State from falling at any time.
Ge Nia had gone to Handan to settle Jing Tianming and the others while he himself had to follow the Mo Army to the Qi Kingdom. The night before he left, Jing Tianming knocked on Ge Nia's door.
"Master, I have a question to ask you.”
Ge Nie had already seen through Jing Tianming's thoughts and asked,"Is it because of the Hundred Steps Flying Sword?"
Jing Tianming revealed a slightly surprised expression, but seeing that the difficult topic had begun, he did not hide his true thoughts.
"A month ago, I almost lost my life to Martial Uncle's sword. At that time, Martial Uncle didn't take my life immediately because he wanted to see Master's Three Forms of Flying Sword.”
Ge Nia nodded and said,"Back then, your grandmaster was merciful to the heavens and became famous for his eight moves, the Hundred Steps Flying Sword. However, in his later years, he simplified and refined these three moves,'One through,''End a hundred,' and 'Nothing.' The eight moves are based on the form, while the three moves are based on the mind. From then on, the Hundred Steps Flying Sword has both form and spirit. Your Martial Uncle must be regretful that he did not learn the sword technique created by your grandmaster in his later years.”
Jing Tianming continued," I've been learning the sword for more than two years. I thought that even if it was useless, I would be able to take one of your moves. I didn't expect that I would suffer a crushing defeat that day. Uncle said that I'm not worthy of the Hundred Steps Flying Sword…"
"Tianming, just listen to those words. There's no need to take them to heart. He has been learning the sword for two or three years, and he probably can't even be considered to have achieved minor success. If you can really take one of his moves, is he still worthy of calling you martial uncle?”
Ge Nia spoke earnestly, but before he could finish, Jing Tianming suddenly knelt down and begged Ge Nia,"With Master's departure, I might not have anyone to guide me for a few years. In fact, I have long wanted to say that I have been practicing [One Way Through] and [One End a Hundred Ways] for so long, and I deeply feel that it is easy to learn but difficult to master. I have also seen Master use the eight moves of [Hundred Steps Flying Sword] in a crisis, which proves that you have not abandoned it. I wonder if Master can give me some advice before you leave. Compared to the last two moves that I am not familiar with, I believe the first eight moves should give me more inspiration.”
"Tianming, the purpose of decrees and punishments is to quickly establish order in troubled times. Have you heard of Shang Yang's reform?”
Ge Nie did not directly answer Jing Tianming's question, but changed the topic. Although Jing Tianming did not know his master's intentions, he still respectfully replied,"That was because Duke Xiao of Qin appointed Shang Yang, and Shang Yang established a strict and credible law for the Qin country.”
Ge Nia nodded and continued," The first eight moves that I didn't teach you represent this spirit. Your grandmaster used rigorous forging to quickly integrate the sword arts that a swordsman needs to know.”
At this point, Ge Nia changed the topic."However, in the end, he taught people like your Martial Uncle who went astray. Tianming, you should still remember that year when I fought with your martial uncle, the two of us were evenly matched. In the end, I defeated him with these three forms of the flying sword. This result always made me sigh. If your Martial Uncle had learned these three moves, he wouldn't have messed up his Sword Heart and gone to serve the King of Qin.
Since his Sword Heart was in a mess, he would not be able to make any breakthroughs in his sword realm. This is also why I insisted on teaching you only three styles. Learning the first eight moves was easy to achieve, but it was easier to make people feel complacent. It was the same for the way of governing a country. Why do you think we want to resist the Qin country? It rose quickly and grew stronger quickly. Although I have the intention to prevent the fall of Qi, it is still like hitting a stone with an egg. In my opinion, I'm afraid that the King of Qin will eventually unify the world.
However, Tianming, the King of Qin only governed the country with laws and did not educate the people with morality. Such a country would not last for long. By the same logic, on the path of learning the sword, one mustn't be too impatient because of a momentary improvement.”
Jing Tianming lowered his head and remained silent."If a set of sword moves needs to be practiced for eight to ten years before it can be used, and there are so many heroes who have lost their lives because of the war, I'm afraid that in another three to five years, not to mention the heroes of the world will wither away, even their sword skills and martial arts will lose their successors.”He did not dare to say this out loud. He could only raise his head and say,"Master, I don't want to be your burden forever. I only want to have the strength to protect the people around me as soon as possible.”
Ge Nie was silent for a while before sighing. He picked up his sword and hung a silver chain on it. He said to Jing Tianming,"Follow me."
Ge Nie led Jing Tianming to the backyard and said,"I'm afraid I'll be in trouble if I go. Since you're so insistent, I'll teach you the first eight moves of the Hundred Steps Flying Sword. I hope you can understand them one day. Tianming, I don't know if I'll be able to see you again in the future. Time is tight now, so remember as much as you can.”
As he spoke, he waved his sleeves and raised his sword high up in the air."The first move of the Hundred Steps Flying Sword, a grain of grain in the sky!”His left foot made a semicircle as he lowered his lower body. He drew a circle of sword light in his hand and instantly pierced forward. Then, he flipped his body and shouted,"The second move, Shifting Stars!”
Jing Tianming didn't dare to breathe loudly or blink. He stared at Ge Nia's every move, afraid that he would miss anything. Ge Nia's sword moved nimbly for a moment, and then his aura was like a rainbow. It was not as simple and steady as the three moves of the Hundred Steps Flying Sword, but these eight moves were fast, complicated, and varied. Ge Nia grabbed the sword in his hand, and it instantly flew out with a silver chain. It was as beautiful as it could be. Jing Tianming was dazzled, and his heart was filled with admiration and worship for Ge Nia.
Ge Nia's body turned around and he walked as he pleased. The sword light danced in the night sky, and the sword Qi was like a storm. He continued to shout out the moves,"A grain of grain in the great warehouse,""The stars move,""Pear blossoms in the rain,""The grass grows, the orioles fly,""The sunset shines,""The rivers run to the sea,""The dust flies far," and "Return with a flick of the sleeve."
After Ge Nia used all eight of the Hundred Steps Flying Sword, he put away his sword and removed the silver chain, handing it to Jing Tianming."I'll leave this to you. The path of swordsmanship is still very far away, so you should take care of yourself.”Then, he took out a bundle of bamboo slips from his pocket." Tianming, in the following days, I hope that you can familiarize yourself with the things inside before continuing to practice your sword.”
Jing Tianming took the bamboo scroll and opened it. He was surprised to find that the words "Sitting and Forgetting Heart Technique" were carved at the beginning of the bamboo scroll. He was slightly surprised, but he did not feel unfamiliar. When he was young, Jing Tianming had heard Fu Nian mention his unique path of internal cultivation in the Qin Palace.
"This was left behind by Mr. Fu Nian?" Jing Tianming asked.
Ge Nia nodded. Obviously, you still have an impression of it."
Jing Tianming looked at the bundle of bamboo slips and couldn't help but feel confused. The words written inside were not unfamiliar to him at all. A name that can be named is not a name. Nameless is the beginning of heaven and earth." Famous, the mother of all things…" Jing Tianming became more and more dumbfounded as he looked at it. He shouted in his heart," This is clearly Laozi's " Tao Te Ching ", which is a secret martial arts manual?”
He felt dejected and thought,'Master doesn't want me to practice the eight moves of the Hundred Steps Flying Sword, so he insisted on giving me a book to read first. How could I possibly be able to thoroughly read Laozi's Tao Te Ching in two or three days?”What he didn't know was that what was recorded in the bamboo slip was indeed Laozi's Tao Te Ching. However, Master Fu Nian had edited and edited it, so it was indeed Master Fu Nian's " meditation technique."
Ge Nia had indeed put in a lot of effort to give Jing Tianming this 'Sitting and Forgetting' technique. However, he was naturally not good with words, and Jing Tianming was not good at expressing himself. As a result, the two of them always had something to say, but they did not know how to say it. In addition, Ge Nia's personality was old-fashioned. He always believed that as time passed, his disciple would naturally understand his master's intentions. However, Jing Tianming also had a bad temper. He felt that his master was not willing to teach him martial arts seriously, so he did not want to say anything more after begging him once.
Thus, the master and disciple both had their own thoughts, but no one said much. After all, this was Ge Nia's final instruction before he left. As his disciple, Jing Tianming still respectfully accepted the book of the 'Sitting and Forgetting Mental Technique'."The more Master wants to make things difficult for me, the more I have to grit my teeth and support him. Master must have expected that I would not be able to understand Lao Tzu's Tao Te Ching, so I had to read it thoroughly. I really treated it as a secret manual of martial arts, as Mr. Fu Nian's "Sitting and Forgetting Heart Technique". From then on, I meditated and practiced every day, and I had to think through the principles written in it. If I still didn't understand a word, I would not practice the Hundred Steps Flying Sword for a day.”
After making up his mind, he put away the bamboo slip and knelt down to kowtow to Ge Nia. He thanked Ge Nia for his teachings over the years before returning to his room. He quickly reviewed the eight moves of the Hundred Steps Flying Sword in his mind, afraid that he would forget them.
The next morning, Ge Nie packed his luggage and left quietly before everyone woke up. Unexpectedly, not long after he left, he saw Duanmu Rong standing on the deserted street with her luggage on her back. "Miss Duanmu, where are you going so early?" Ge Nia asked in surprise.”
Duanmu Rong widened her eyes and replied,"Where else can I go?" Of course, wherever you go, I will follow.”
"Miss Duanmu, I'm going to war." Ge Nie was even more surprised.”
"I know."
"Miss Duanmu." Ge Nie did not understand why Duanmu Rong was so confused."At that time, I won't be able to take care of myself. I'm afraid I won't be able to take care of your safety.”
"Who needs you to take care of them? It's not like I don't know martial arts. You just have to cook for me.”
"I'm afraid I don't have time to cook for Miss Duanmu.”
"If you don't cook for one day, then two days. Will cooking once a month really ruin your plans?”
Ge Nia's expression stiffened for a while before he finally said,"A gentleman stays away from the kitchen."
Duanmu Rong thought for a moment before she understood. She chuckled and said,"Alright then. Don't let others see you secretly cook for me. I won't tell anyone. Don't worry.”
" Miss Duanmu." Ge Nia sighed." The odds are against you. You might even survive for a month."”
" Yeah, if you die, I won't be able to eat it anymore…" Duanmu Rong muttered to herself. A rare look of fear appeared on her face, and then she said to herself," I'll eat it once I get to eat it."”He raised his eyes and looked at Ge Nia firmly and matter-of-factly."The matter is very clear. I am not very happy either, but I really have no choice. In short, as long as you are alive, I will follow you.”
Ge Nie stared blankly at Duanmu Rong for a while, completely helpless. He could only sigh and console himself,"Forget it. No matter what, there will definitely be casualties. Perhaps it's a wise move to bring a divine doctor.”So she no longer insisted, nor did she say anything. She continued to walk forward with a dark face and no words. Duanmu Rong smiled slightly, tightened the bag on her shoulder, and quickly followed without hesitation.
By the time everyone woke up, the two of them had already gone far away to join the Mo Family Army in the Qi Kingdom to fight against the Qin Kingdom.
Ge Lan had intended to leave with her father, but Ge Nia was unwilling to let his daughter live a life of exile with him. Ge Lan knew that she had to take care of the four teenagers, so she had no choice but to stay. She decided to open a bun shop again. Although her cooking skills were not as good as Ge Nia's, she could still make a living.
Mao Qiu volunteered to learn how to make steamed buns and help Gai Lan take care of the steamed bun shop. In his spare time, he would study the Book of Luo that his master had left behind, not forgetting to frequently practice his immature Immobilizing Mantra.
Xiang Yu's uncle, Xiang Liang, was busy leading his troops to war, so he had already asked someone to prepare a place for Xiang Yu in Handan. He also knew that Xiang Yu was interested in learning the art of war, so he paid a lot of money to entrust the military scholar to supervise him.
Xiang Yu didn't say a word. He pulled Jing Tianming, Gao Yue, and Liu Bi to live together. Liu Bi soon went to school to study the Holy Book. Gao Yue read the Holy Book intermittently. Jing Tianming, on the other hand, locked himself in his room all day long. He would occasionally come out to stretch his muscles and bones. Sometimes, he couldn't help but pick up the Azure Frost Sword. Unexpectedly, he only repeated some basic footwork and basic sword techniques. He really didn't practice the eight moves of the Hundred Steps Flying Sword. Even the Three Forms of the Flying Sword no longer appeared.
Although these days were not as carefree as Huaiyin, they had finally settled down for the time being. However, the worries of the war in the distance still lingered from time to time. In the blink of an eye, season after season had passed.
In the distant and vast northern lands, the Xiongnu tribe was worried about their future.
Qin was about to unify the world, and the Xiongnu tribes that had lived in the north of the Central Plains for a long time were gradually feeling threatened. Ever since the Warring States Period, the Xiongnu tribe had started to expand in the north and constantly harassed Yan and Zhao. After countless plundering, the Xiongnu gradually coveted the rich Central Plains.
The rise of the King of Qin threatened their ambitions day by day, and even caused two different voices to appear within the Xiongnu tribe. The War Faction advocated for a strong leader to unite all the Xiongnu tribes and put an end to the invasion of Qin. The peace faction believed that they should first establish friendly relations with the Qin country, draw a boundary, and exchange time for space.
On a snowy night, a fast horse stopped in front of the tent. The messenger on the horse hurriedly jumped off. Without even tying the horse, he opened the curtain and ran into the tent. It was obvious that his master had been waiting for a long time. At this moment, he was pacing back and forth anxiously. When he saw the messenger return, he hurriedly went up to him and asked anxiously,"How is it? Has Qin Wangzheng replied?"
"Milord, the letter is here." The Xiongnu messenger carefully took out a letter from his bosom and handed it to his master, Hudu 'er. Hudu 'er was a rather famous tribe leader among the Xiongnu tribes. He eagerly took the letter and sat back in his chair to read it. His expression was first of joy, but soon, it became difficult.
"Milord, what did the letter say?" The generals sitting around the tent asked.
Hudu 'er frowned and said,"Qin Wangzheng agreed to help, but he had two conditions." First, he wants us to send the [Cold Moon Frost Blade] to Xianyang to show our sincerity.”
When Hudu 'er said this, everyone was shocked. Someone immediately protested loudly,"Your Excellency, the Cold Moon Frost Saber is the pride of our clansmen, and it's also proof that our skills are far superior to those of the Central Plains. There was absolutely no saber craftsman in the Central Plains who could make such a masterpiece!”
Just as this person finished speaking, someone beside him retorted,"Sir, no matter how priceless the Cold Moon Frost Saber is, it is not more important than the fate of a tribe. Now, if we want to become enemies with Tuman, only the Qin country can help us. To be able to exchange a saber for Qin Wang's promise was already a very worthwhile condition.”For a time, the tent was in an uproar, and the voices of the two factions held their own opinions. Hudu 'er raised his hand to signal for everyone to calm down. He continued,"The second condition that the King of Qin wants is for us to send troops to Luan Titouman. Once the King of Qin gets the Cold Moon Frost Blade, he will immediately order the border troops to help us attack Touman.”
Everyone was in an uproar when they heard that. Even the peace faction looked angry." Your Excellency, the King of Qin is being too insincere! Once we send troops to the enemy, it's equivalent to expressing our stance! At that moment, he could only succeed. Therefore, we must be absolutely confident that we can win against Tou Man before we can start the war!”
"That's right! What if Qin Wangzheng got the Cold Moon Frost Saber and went back on his word? Not to mention that the saber can't be returned, our lives won't be guaranteed either!”
"Everyone, calm down!" Hudu 'er suppressed the commotion and slowly said,"" Today, it is because we have made up our minds to draw a clear line with Touman that we are all gathered here. Everyone here is considered Touman's political enemy. Now that he is calling out to us in the name of the Chief, sooner or later, he will force us to make a stand. His stance of wanting to fight to the death with the Qin country was very clear. However, even if we give in to him, we will still be the first to be sent to die.”Hudu 'er looked around after he finished speaking. Seeing that everyone was silent, he clearly had no other choice.
At this moment, a woman's voice suddenly sounded. That voice was as cold as ice as she said indifferently,"Your Excellency, why don't I deliver the Cold Moon Frost Saber to the King of Qin?”
A woman was sitting in a dark corner behind Hudu 'er. For some reason, no one had noticed her before, but when she spoke, everyone couldn't help but suck in a breath of cold air and reveal fearful expressions.
Not only was there no expression on this woman's face, but her age could not be seen at all. Her skin was as white as snow, and her entire body was wrapped in a black veil. Her eyes seemed to be lifeless, as if the tent was filled with people. She could not see anyone, but no matter who made contact with her gaze, they felt as if a knife had cut them. The woman in black slowly got up as she spoke and leisurely stepped out of the dark corner. The golden flames surrounded her with incomparable warmth, but everyone felt a powerful chill because of her approach.
This woman was none other than the poison expert that everyone in the pugilistic world would turn pale at the mention of-Moon God Wu Duan.
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